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This for all my G`s and my niggas that ride with me Only God feel the pain and only he can really see Through the eyes of a child A baby born wild Gangsta shit flow through his blood and no one had to show him how Kill or be killed where I come from ain`t no in between Why trade the world just to be a dope fiend Hoes have a child just to take a nigga change Twelve years later he want to know his daddy name Maximum security prison how we get to see The only man resemble him and this shit here ain`t on T.V. Your favorite actor don`t play this part If you never live to sit you can`t say his heart (Chorus) x2 You don`t have to believe me (believe me) Unless you want to believe me (believe me) But it`s real (It`s so real) It`s all real [Eightball] Yeah Little girl So precious and innocent to the world Get swallowed up and sucked up by this world Little girl you hide your pain with all them games Gettin` high and sellin` ya soul who can you blame Nigga love you what do they love what you do It`s aiight boo I know you gotta get paid too It`s a long road Full of ??? niggas and hoes Gotta be strong Cuz It`s so easy for you to be gone Not here no more You not breathing so yo not here no more You touch no more You feel no more and you don`t fear no more Not here no more I know you don`t want to hear dis But somebody got to tell ya some real shit Not sugarcoated Cuz where I come from shit ain`t sweet You got a choice and it ain`t shit for you in them streets Black women be a momma to ya little babies Get on ya knees and pray to God things change daily (Chorus) x2 [MJG] We ain`t tryin to preach to ya Just tryin` to reach to ya See all of us are blessed with somethin` But most of us don`t take two seconds out of our days to try to imagine somebosy elses hard times Because ya too busy worried about cha own If ya wanna know what real is Real is experiencing good times and hardaches and being able to balance them boats But at the same time realizing that the world will continue to spin with or without you Lend me your ears, give me your spirit your conscience has to pay attention to what I mention I`m your eye opener the hope for the one to will never see the suburbs And if good life is only the word The phrase the life that somebody else is living Although we human most of us continue to live in In humane, dormanes whether pictures the same Children being born using their mothers maiden name We play the game of life but we don`t all win Most of us ride the bench until were called in Struggling to get noticed in the side the one-sided On nation under God so divided Out of touch with each others cultural activities If you don`t know someone like me than how you feelin` me MJG, the air we breathe makes us all related So suck it up and realize it takes us all to make it (Chorus) x4 | Похожие исполнители:
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